Gaza Story

Letter from Gaza: Dust, Drones and Donkeys

Rebecca Greig | Posted 15.02.2013 | UK
Rebecca Greig

The soldier who meets us is all smiles and quips, clapping his hands as if he's chairing a mothers' meeting rather than herding journalists into a war zone. "Come on, come on! Time to get to the front; all press vehicles follow me. Those who don't have a car, hop in".